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are trying to figure out

what is gonna happen.

I'm not so sure either, Elfi.

She's goin' for it.

Yeah, looks like

we got another routine.

Good job!

All right, Wei Wei!

Come Baby Come]

Whoa!

Well, it's very original,

but I'm afraid the judges

probably won't know what

to do with that routine, Elfi.

With those scores,

Tricia will get the gold,

and Wei Wei will

take home a silver.

So it is old school

versus new school.

Tricia Skilken,

a longtime judges' favorite.

- Very consistent.

- Lookin' good.

In contrast, Haley,

raw power, huge start values,

but she is not known

for her consistency.

And, Elfi, when ya get right

down to it, in gymnastics,

consistency over flash

is what rules the day.

Go ahead, scratch.

You're all zeroes anyway.

Tricia, this is

not about winning.

I'm not here

to screw you over.

Oh. Too late.

Fine. Then I'll scratch

if you want the moment.

But this?

This is much bigger

than you and me.

Well, like we said, they

were warming up their tumbling,

but we've seen four athletes

scratch so who knows what

Haley's gonna decide to do?

If she's gonna do the whole thing,

if she's gonna do nothin'.

- Come on!

- I don't have a clue.

- You got it!

- Go, Haley!

There are things you

wish for before big moments.

I wish my friends were here.

God. I wish

my parents were different.

I wish there was someone

who got what was happening,

and could just look at me

and tell me we weren't crazy.

That we weren't being stupid.

Someone to say,

"I'm proud of you.

And I got your back.

No matter what."

Haley, Haley.

What's wrong?

Nothing. Listen...

I, uh... I just

want you to know...

What?

That, uh...

- I'm so...

- Don't.

No, no, no, no, no.

I'm so...

...proud to be your coach.

Now, don't you dare hold back.

And floor it. Mm-hm?

Let's go, Haley!

Come on!

Come on, Haley.

Let it rip!

- Come on!

- You can do it! Come on, Haley!

Come on, Haley!

Come on.

Let's see it!

Go, Haley!

Yeah, Haley!

Yeah, Haley!

Selfish.

What?

Whoo!

As we got our totally

fake first-place medals,

I realized gymnastics wasn't

there to judge me or dis me.

Only I could do that.

I couldn't look back and

think it was about the judges

or the parents

or the coaches at all.

It was about us.

And for us.

Haley!

And that felt totally

first-place real to me.

I'm glad it did.

I think it's important

that we controlled

the results for once.

and give the judges...

Oh, excuse me.

Hey, what's up?

Yeah, just one second.

She's right here.

And, technically, I was

the second to scratch,

but I got

the ball rolling...

Oh, I'm sorry. Just one second.

This is for you.

Poot? I wanted a pink corsage,

but white will work.

You'll never guess

what I did today.

Carly!

One second, guys. Would

y'all sign my program?

- Wha...?!

- Oh, my gosh...

...yes!

So amazing.

Haley. Haley.

- I need to talk to you.

- OK.

I got some really

bad news to tell ya.

What?

How much do ya hate

college gymnastics? Hmm?

I decided not to hate things

I've never tried.

All these schools want me?

- Well, where should I go?

- Eh, you'll figure it out.

Maybe I should just

tell 'em to stick it.

Oh, yeah, like you

know how to stick it.

- Uh, my feet were glued.

- Yeah, to a high-speed bus.

You're the one that

told me to floor it.

Yeah,

you floored it all right.

Huh?

You did it, kid.

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